While out shopping Lee Ann tried on a loose top in a changing room. The one she was wearing was too tight, after having her nipple's pierced.
The idea was to de-sensitize them, and she really hoped it would work. The woman in a magazine article had found it a great relief, after years of discomfort. Hoping it would help her too, she made the daunting visit to a tattoo parlor. Twice she had walked passed, unable to enter the small store, eventually plucking up courage to enter.
A tall black girl pulled back the curtain and asked if she needed help. The blouse was buttoned up the back, so she let her fasten it. The girl was full of chatty banter, which she hardly listened to.
Her nipples were aching from the piercings. Through the material and padded bra, she could see her swollen nipples. They looked misshapen, with the little rings through them. Lee Ann was embarrassed when the girl commented on them.
"Did you get them done in Andrews tattoo parlor?" she asked.
"Yes, just a little while ago. That's why I'm looking for a blouse," Lee Ann explained.
"You're brave, I could never do that. Did it hurt much. They look sore, are they painful?" she asked.
The young girl sounded so casual and disarming, Lee Ann found herself admitting why she had them done. She didn't tell her everything though. She just said they were too sensitive, and hoped this would help.
"My names Maria, by the way," she said, looking over Lee Ann's shoulder into the mirror.
Lee Ann wanly smiled, letting her know how disinterested she was. She wasn't in a hurry, but the girl seemed to be taking a long time. She wanted to tell her to shut up and get on with it.
"Well done you. Poor titties, they look so hurt," the girl cooed.
From behind Lee Ann, the girl gently cupped her breasts and nipples. The shock of seeing a pair of black hands, touching her over the white blouse, stunned her. The smooth light caresses lulled her.
"Does that feel better?" Maria asked.
Instead of pushing the intruding hands away, Lee Ann simply nodded her head. The girl had such a light touch, it did feeling soothing. Maybe the piercing had worked already. Usually she became aroused from having her breasts handled. Though it was more from having the nipples pinched and mauled by a boyfriend.
This was different, it was more like a therapeutic massage.
The girl pulled her tighter, embracing her. She could feel the girls large breasts against her back, maybe even hard nipples, or was it her imagination. She thought it was safe enough letting a girl do this to her, as it was only boyfriends that excited her.
It was still wrong. She should be objecting, pushing her away. Lee Ann felt helpless, as the girl talked calmly to her, as though she were merely doing a pedicure.
"They certainly swell up, have they always been this big?" Maria asked.
"Err, no," Lee Ann stammered.
"Perhaps it's just the piercing," Maria suggested.
"You don't need to do that. Can you let me go now," Lee Ann asked.
She should have told her, not pleaded with her. Her voice sounded so thin and fragile. The sensations were so powerful, it felt as though she had been drugged. At least she wasn't becoming over excited, though her breathing rate was just short of panting.
"You like it, don't you?" Maria asked her, demanding an answer.
"Yes!" Lee Ann whispered, now definitely breathing heavily.
"You're a sexy little thing, aren't you?" the girl demanded.
"Yes!" Lee Ann gasped, on feeling her nipples tweaked.
The inflamed buds hurt, yet it was arousing. The damn girl was exciting her!
She had thought it was only with a boyfriend this happened. She only had a little experience of men, but both had been interested in her breasts. They had inflamed them with caresses, and rough play. It always drove her wild, though she had managed to keep the guilty secret, pretending it was them that made her lose control.
At last the girl took her hands away. Lee Ann stood limp, with arms weak at her sides, unable to move. The girls strong hands gripped her shoulders to turn her around. Her t-shirt was pulled up, with the bra tugged underneath the light brown breasts. The large soft pillows were proudly pushed out at Lee Ann.
With a hand behind Lee Ann's neck, the girl pulled her face into the deep cleavage. They were big and soft, with large, hard black nipples. The girl guided her head forcing her mouth onto a nipple.
"Your turn," Maria simply stated.
Unable to find the strength to resist, Lee Ann sucked on the girl's nipple. She no longer felt comforted from the nice massage, she was in shock. It had gone past embarrassment. She felt humiliated. Sucking on this young girls nipples was terrible. She had been coerced, somehow tricked into submitting to her.
Sucking on the other big rubbery nipple at least meant the demeaning act would soon be over.
"There, wasn't that nice," Maria smiled. "You'll have to pay for the blouse, then you can go," she pleasantly spoke.
The demeaning attitude, telling her she was dismissed after sucking the girls nipples, left Lee Ann feeling belittled. She turned her head away, while the girl pulled her clothes together. She grabbed the old t-shirt, but before she could scurry away, the girl took hold of an arm.
"Don't I get a kiss, for letting you suck on my big lovely titties?" the girl asked, with a sour pout.
Lee Ann just wanted to run away, but the firm grip on her arm warned her, the ordeal wasn't over yet. On tiptoe she reached up to touch lips, as a parting peck, not friendly, just something to be endured.
The girl wrapped both arms around her, in a firm clinch, and sucked Lee Ann's tongue into her mouth.
"Good girl, you taste sweet, not much of a smooch though," Maria laughed.
Lee Ann hurried to the cash desk, with an awkward, half run, half walk. The tag was still on the blouse. Two customers were waiting behind her, as she awkwardly lifted the tag up to be removed. The assistant smirked at her, as the blouse was pulled tight, showing off the little nipple rings.
Lee Ann's face turned from pale to puce, knowing the customers could see what she had done. They wouldn't know it was from desperation, rather than from a perverse fetish. The awful girl suddenly appeared at the desk, and Lee Ann studied her shoes, not daring to look at her.
"Give the kissy girl a discount, Bea. She's not much of a kisser but she has nice titties," the big black girl loudly said.
Lee Ann didn't hear a reaction from the other customers, she just imagined the shocked looks and smirks.